That Memory Made A Lump Form In

He Shouldn't Have Said That," Repeated Adrian, Eerily Serious. He Leaned His Face Toward Mine. "i Don't Care If He's Not The Emotional Type Or The Complimentary Type Or What. No One Can Look At You In This Dress, In All That Fire And Gold, And Start Talking About Anachronisms. If I Were Him, I Would Have Said, 'you Are The Most Beautiful Creature I Have Ever Seen Walking This Earth.

We Studied Our Angels For A Few Moments More, Looking At Where We Had Lain Side By Side In That Sweet, Quiet Moment. I Wished What I’d Said Was True, That We Had Truly Left Our Mark On The Mountain. But I Knew That After The Next Snowfall, Our Angels Would Disappear Into The Whiteness And Be Nothing More Than A Memory.

Despite His Cynical Exterior, He Had A Good Heart-and Lissa Owned Most Of It.

But It's Not The Name I'd Give To A Conqueror Of Worlds... I Would've Gone With Thundro Or Ragnor. I Might Just Call Him Thundro Anyway.

He Shook His Head. “no. Because There's No One Else Out There Who Understands You Like I Do.” I Waited For More. “that's It? You're Not Going To Elaborate On What That Means?” Those Green Eyes Held Me. “i Don't Think I Need To.